BOX
Everyone is a lab rat, Running aimlessly around,Circles keep getting bigger yet they don't lead anywhere at all,
Everyone is a prisoner, Looking through bars,
Pacing back and forth farther and farther,
Yet not getting anywhere at all,
Everyone is lost, You see it in a reflection, You stumble through life, Niether here or there can they be found,
Hide and seeking, Trying to be seen.
Everyone thinks of suicide, Yet none can do the deed,
Actions speak louder than words, It's just a thought we try to amuse, Bet you didn't know your already dead,
Everyone lives in a BOX, Everything has four sides, We stare out square windows at the view, Our home, Our life, Where we work, It's all a BOX, All we kid is ourselves, All we destroy...
Richard Cartledge PHOENIX 10/30/09 (c)
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